It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.
On Saturday, November 18, 2012, I documented One Day a day in my life while I was pregnant. Since things have changed a bit since then, I wanted to document One Day with a 10-Week Old Baby. Here is what it looked like on March 12, 2013:
6:30am / Living on baby time, our day begins when Easton decides it’s time to wake up. By now, Chris has left for work, and, thankfully, taken out the dogs. Easton likes to eat right away. Then we tackle the dirty diaper. Afterwards, he is content to play and nap in his bouncer until his next feeding.
7:30am / Everyone is still exhausted from the previous night’s feedings, but Mama is happy to have some time to eat breakfast, catch up on my favorite blogs and shower, while the baby’s asleep.
9:30am / After the second feeding, we are out the door and headed to the bank to set up a new account for Easton. While dad is at work, we usually have four windows of opportunity to plan our day around. More than likely it’s a trip to Target. Today, we were excited to go see our friends at the bank.
11:30am / It’s lunchtime for the baby. Feedings usually take about 30-45 minutes, followed by about an hour of wake time activities. We try to follow the Baby Wise book schedule as close to possible. I’m a little behind on taking E’s two-month pictures, so we pop on a white onesie and head upstairs for a photo shoot.
1:00pm / The memory card, on my camera, is literally full, which means it’s naptime. Doug the pug is dying to get in on the action, so with my back turned, he leaps into the crib to try and steal Sophie the Giraffe.
2:30pm / The nap was shorter than expected, so I am just now getting to my lunch. I opt for something quick and easy.
3:00pm / It’s crazy nice out, so I decide to take both dogs and the baby on a walk. Even though it’s in the sixties, I bundle the heck out of that baby, and then top him with a heavy blanket. There’s no chancing a cold in this house.
3:30pm / We are home from our walk. The dogs have officially peed on everything in the neighborhood. Baby is asleep, so we do NOT wake him. He’ll stay napping in the car seat.
4:00pm / Taking advantage of the nap, I head to the kitchen to prep some healthy breakfasts for the week. Lately, we’ve had a lot of breakfast burritos and oatmeal. Today, it’s Tailgate Egg Sandwiches with turkey sausage.
4:30pm / Time to start thinking about what to fix for dinner. Chris gets annoyed that most meals are planned around what needs to be used up in the fridge, but he can’t complain too much about meatloaf. I use a traditional Betty Crocker recipe, but I add my own twist, Popeye style, by throwing in some leftover spinach.
5:15pm / Easton’s had his dinner, and I realize we haven’t gotten in any tummy time for the day. I break out his favorite floor mat, and we alternate from tummy to back for about thirty minutes.
5:45pm / Chris usually gets home around this time each day, and we eat dinner together, usually watching something funny that has been pre-recorded. I totally forgot that he was planning on picking up a jogging stroller tonight, so it’s just E and me. I take advantage of the swing, letting him nap. I eat…quickly.
7:00pm / Every other night, Easton gets a bath. This is Dad’s special time with him, and he loves it, especially since Dad bought a space heater for the bathroom. Even though Dad is not home, we cannot ignore the bath. There is some major spit up building on that boy.
7:30pm / Smelling fresh of lavender, I put on E’s pajamas and we head downstairs for some cuddle time.
8:30pm / After reading a book with Doug and E on my lap, it’s time for the final feeding before bed. Doug is slowly coming around to the fact that the baby takes top priority, but he still tries to weasel his way onto my lap any chance he gets. Dad’s home by now and enjoying some meatloaf.
1:00am / I don’t really need a baby monitor. I can hear him calling without it. It’s time to eat again, and Mom’s gotten a few hours of rest. We’ll be up at least one more time before morning, but when he smiles at me, I don’t even care.
A load of laundry was done during the day, but it didn’t get put away. I would like to say that my hair got washed, but that didn’t happen. We wish we would have got to spend more time with dad, but, apparently, we have a pretty sweet new stroller. Overall, I would say it was a fairly successful day.
Feedings are predictable. We try to make it out of the house at least once each day, usually after the nine o’clock feeding or in the early afternoon. There are no less than 10 diapers changed each day. I totally get why moms wear workout clothes. Ponytails are a staple in my house. I catch some crazy daytime television. Did you know there is a website to find the perfect co-parent? We still live for the weekend, when we can spend more time with Dad. The days come and go, but I wouldn’t trade one minute with my little man. I’m so grateful to be a stay-at-home mom.
Have you heard of the Modamily website to meet co-parents?